Fellinis roma 1 schizo
Bucatini matriciana, cannolicchi
cheese and pepper, penne in hot sauce.
- Have the penne in hot sauce.
- Let me make up my own mind.
- What do you think?
- Take my advice. Cheese and pepper.
- Cheese and pepper sauce. I already
had it for lunch. What else is there?
- How about rigatoni
in anchovy sauce?
- All right, spit out that gum. You’re
gonna eat now. And you keep still.
- Fettuccine with chicken giblets,
and then there’s our specialties:
- Kidneys, tripe, snails, veal.
- Maybe the schiaffoni?
- I may try them. Give me
a small portion because I had trouble…
…with my stomach all night long.
- Take my advice. Have the ajata.
- What’s that, ajata?
- It’s udder fiilled with milk.
- Remo, don’t forget
this young gentleman.
- Here, eat some of these.
They’re not snails. They’re pigeons.
- Giggetto, where are the bananas?
- Sorry. We’re all out. Only got one.
- Then give me that one.
- You think I am crazy to tear it off myself?
- Who’s that, Lallo’s daughter?
- Whose do you think, the priest’s?
- She that big already? Isn’t she cute?
Can’t tell her face from her behind.
- I dreamt about poor Aunt Judy last night
and asked her a winning number.
- Then she fried this broccoli with
a mint leaf. You should have tasted it.
- You know what they say:
“The more you eat, the more you shit.”
- I told you not to let him eat any tripe.
He’s had a fever since then.